Date: Thu, 1 Feb 2018 12:48:46 -0500
From: ozorli65@aol.com
Subject: M' is for Malik

This is a fictional tale of some hot French guys from a French porn site.
All are named Malik. All are hot in their own way and all have nice big
dicks.

It is only fiction as I have never met any of these Studs. And probably
never will. But to imagine getting a gang bang of Malik's is a hot fantasy
for sure.

Enjoy
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M' is for Malik

I hadn't been to France in ages it seemed. At least 15 years or so. I
traveled there for work and vacation back in the day. And with my life
going through many changes throughout the years, I never went back. Whether
changes in jobs or relationships. Even new places to live. So I havent had
the chance or the money to visit again.

 I remembered the romance of Paris and the surrounding cities. Even far
outside the city limits. The French countryside was beautiful to see just
on a long drive.

"Ahh Paris" I would think and sigh

"How I miss thee"

Well as all the changes in my life finally settled down.  Work, home and
such I was able to relax and find some time. And as I was currently alone,
I had no one to hold me back from having some solo fun.

"I think I will plan a trip to France again" I said to myself

"Been so long since I have been there"

"And I need some time away from work"

Yes I did. My current job was good. And it certainly paid the bills.  And
after several years of digging in to make sure I was the best at this new
career I had started. I was tired and needed some time off. Five years of
working myself late hours to make sure I was the most valued employee the
company had. So I put in for some time away. I decided to take a few weeks
to see Europe again. Mainly the French countryside.

I booked my flights and hotel stay in Paris. So I could be in the heart of
it all. And they I would just get a car to go outside the city itself. Once
everything was booked I went online to see if there was anything new to
see.

"Hmm nice" I said to some new things I hadn't seen before

"I remember that" to things I had done

But maybe i would do some again. Then after much searching and clicking
through links on the internet. I really don't know how I ended up on a porn
site, but I did. May have been images of sexy French men that I pondered
on. Or some bars I wanted to see while there. But here I was on a porn
site. A gay one of course. On it were some hot men having sex. Most were
very attractive, yet smooth men. Some it thought maybe too pretty for my
tastes.

"Were are all the real men" I said though

"These guys are just too muscular and way to pretty"

I was getting discouraged that all French men were shaving and making
themselves too attractive. There is a limit to pretty to me. As I was about
to just get off the internet I paused by an image of a guy that stopped me
dead in my tracks. He was what I call hot. A nice body, but not a muscle
head. Not smooth at all. Hairy in just the right places. And then there was
the guys cock. Big, thick and imposing. The fat blunt mushroom on top was
wide and was making the twink he was plowing scream with pain and delight.

"Now that's a man" I said as I watched the video.

It was quite a turn on to see a French man that was actually a man. A real
man. When I looked at the sight this guy was connected to, I saw several
other regular looking guys on it. Rough sex was a primary on this site too.
And I like it. I wanted it.

"Maybe I can find a guy like these there" I said

"Have some fun while in France"

"Especially someone like him"

I had gone back to the original dude. The sight had his info.  Height,
weight, penis size excetera. And his name was Malik.



"Hmmm, Malik" I said to myself.

"Would love to bump into you while in France"

I began to stroke myself as I continued to watch more of his videos. This
hot mean looking guy with the hairy body and big cock. Jerking myself to a
nice orgasm. I hoped that at least I would find a hot guy to fuck when
there. Cuz now I was horny for dick.



Vacation came fast and before I knew it I was in Paris again. I was at the
airportand at the car rental desk. I wanted to get a car so iI could do
some eexploring. I had a list of places I wanted to see that I hadn't seen
before. As well as the usual sights. Eiffel tower and such. I picked up
this tiny thing of a car. It was cute bit scary in size compared to the
cars in the U.S.

"Freaking crazy drivers" I had declared after 10 minutes on the road

"They drive likes it's a bloody raceway here"

I didn't remember that from last time I was here. But then again the last
time I was in France, I didn't drive.

I. Got to my hotel and parked the car. I decided that the car would only be
if I was leaving the city. I would take the cities transportation system to
get around in the city itself. I stroked uo to the front desk to check
in. There was a gorgeous bearded guy at the desk. He was tall, dark and
beautiful. But not too beautiful.  I looked at his badge and it said Malik.

"Good afternoon Malik" I said to him.

"Good afternoon sir" he said back

"Checking in?"

"Yes sir"

I regarded his handsome features as he was punching my info into the
computer in front of him. As I did, I noticed he was kind of familiar. Like
I had seen him someplace before.

"Maybe he was on the hotels webpage" I thought

He smiled at me and gave me my room key. He seemed to give me a quick look
over just as I had done him.

"Enjoy your stay sir" he then said

I grabbed my things and headed up to the room. It was a small room as many
older hotels were in France. But I had chosen it because it was in the
older city, which I lived. There were cafes just across the way and down
the street. And I was just a hop skip and jump from the main sights in the
city. I opened the curtains and could see the top of the Eiffel tower in
the distance.

I pondered where to eat as i stood there at the window. It was a big city
after all. I looked at the sky as the day seemed to quickly dip down into
the coming evening. So I decided to maybe just eat at the hotel restaurant
today.  I went downstairs and passed the front desk where the handsome
Malik was still standing. I smiled at him as I passed. He waved back

I then headed into the restaurant. I saat down and ordered a drink, then
meal. I pondered my time and schedule. I needed to go over to the tour desk
after dinner as I needed to set us the tours I was going to take that I
wouldn't have to drive for. But I hadn't seen the desk when I came in

"Will have to ask where it is" I said to myself

After dinner I headed to the front desk. I saw that Malik was still
there. He did look more handsome the more I saw him. Yet there was still
that lingering thought that I have seen him before, or even met him. He saw
me come towards him and smiled.

"How can I assist you sir?" He asked me

"Where is the tour desk?" I asked

"It's through that door over there"

He pointed to a door down the main hall. I had passed it going to the
elevator, but didn't notice it.

"Thanks" I said

"Your welcome sir" he said back

I started to walk off, but couldn't shake that feeling like I know him. So
I turned back and asked him

"Sorry to bother you again" I said

"But you look very familiar"

"Have we met before?"

He for a moment looked at me as if he had been found out it something. But
then his eyes rolled around and he then looked at me as if I should have
shame. Then he smiled again.

"No sir. I'm sure we haven't met" he then stated

"Okay then" I said back.

I headed down the hall I looked back and he was staring at me. Or was it my
ass.  I don't know. All I know is I was certain we had met before. I went
to the tour desk and book some of my tours. I came back and then headed
back up to my room to relax before bed

 I went online just for the heck of it. I saw one of the last places I hed
viewed was that site with the hot French guys fucking. As I persued the
sight again I saw him. It was him. The front desk clerk. I was sure of
it. This was where I saw him.  He was on this Web site fucking someone. He
was a hot guys for sure. Some hair on his body, and a nice big dick.

"Holy Malik!" I shouted

"That's him. That's Malik fronpm downstairs."

"My God his is hot"

"And look at that club on him."

I knew I had to have him. Porn was obviously not his regular job. He worked
here in my hotel.  I licked my lips as I had a smoldering hot French man
working here that I had seen his cock online.

I picked up the phone and dialed the front desk. I had to have him, if it
was the last thing I did.

"Front desk. How may I help you" said the sexy voice

"Is this Malik" I asked

"Yes sir. This is Malik"

"Can I help you?"

I paused as i pondered how to get this stud uo to my room. I was tempted at
telling him he had to or I would expose him. But that seemed real ass
holish of me. But I still wanted him. But I decided to use the site
regardless

"It the guy from room 322" I said

"We spoke a bit ago downstairs"

"Ohh yes sir.  " he started to say

"Now I know where I have seen you before"

"Huh?" Came the confused question

So I mentioned the sites name softly into the phone. Saying slow enough
that he could easily understand what I said. Then there was silence for a
few moments.  It was a dead silence that I had to break.

"What time do you get off Malik?" I the. Asked

"I want that dick"....

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To be continued